I Think Now I Understand...

Yeah, I think I do. I have recently heard a beautiful young lady say that 'stuff' she 'learned' in other classes makes more sense since she took her last class to complete her Bachelor Degree.

I believe we 'learn' things in life as we go along. Some things we accept in hope and some in faith. One of those 'things' for me is that I started my family at an early age. I was 19 when child #1 was born and 29 when the last or caboose aka child #6 (9th pregnancy) was born.

There were many, many times I felt a little cheated or maybe short-changed as I watched others-my peers-in life have some of 'that' which I thought I wanted.

I wanted a college education. I wanted a house (before I had a family to fill it up). Things didn't happen that way. What came to me was the family first, then finally a house, and then finally an education.

I believe that before we were born we had mortality guidance specialist counselors that helped us evaluate our mortal 'options'. You know-I've got a daughter like this... If you choose this, that means this will be your option and if you choose that, you are choosing this other with it. Yeah-makes my head hurt too thinking about it.

However, IF this is the case, THEN it's entirely possible that I choose in my pre-mortal life to have the family, then the house and then the education.

Being on the 'further' end of the life cycle, for me, I think I chose wisely. And this is why. I have the house-nearly paid for. Small, yes. Simple, yes. Decent neighborhood, very YES. I have the education-wouldn't have used it at the beginning of the marriage because I was too busy having kids! What I have a BS degree in (Information Technology, with am emphasis in Administrative Information Management) didn't exist 38 years ago (the technology we have now didn't exist then either!)

So, da-ta-da-da!, here's the why I think I understand my choice then. Today as soon as I got off work I headed to one of my daughters houses. I held her two month old baby and rocked him and he did a LOT of eye contact and smiled at me. I gobbled the belly of her two year old, blew bubbles on the belly of her four year old, blew bubbles on the sweet full cheek of her eight year old and hugged the stuffin out of her nearly eleven year old.

Yesterday wasn't all that different. Other daughter, at a grocery store. Called her on her cell while I was on my way home-found out she was only 4 blocks away from me when I called and I arranged to stop and drop off a coupon for her. Her four year old-once he saw me-was all shades of excited to see me.

Do you get the point yet? No? Let me bring it to a head. Because I was young enough when I had my kids, I'm still young enough to play with and totally enjoy my grandkids!

I know I'm a little selfish-but I think I chose wisely and have chosen the better part. Houses and education are great-they really are, but family... Well, families are forever!

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